Baby Mistake (Alphalicious Billionaires 3)
Ross kissed her again, but this time, he nipped her bottom lip when he pulled away. A flurry of shivers and sparks erupted through her veins. He groaned when he heard her whimper and that was that. He picked her up like she weighed nothing at all, and she wrapped her legs around his broad hips, his broad naked hips.
“Shower,” he ground out against her lips. “Which way?”
CHAPTER 20
Ross
Ross debated the odds of actually reaching the shower, once Teela pointed to the hallway behind them. He’d never felt so out of control and, fuck me sideways, it had been a long lead-up. He’d never been overly good at foreplay, or at least he didn’t think he had the patience for it, at least not for hours and hours of it, but that’s exactly what the past two days had felt like. Like a really long foreplay session.
That almost succeeded in killing him.
He stumbled blindly through the living room and down the hall, feasting on Teela’s lips, thrusting his tongue into her mouth while she stroked it with hers. He was hard. He was so impossibly hard. There wasn’t a single inch of him that wasn’t turned the hell on and raring to go. His balls were about as blue as they’d ever get. Literally, he expected that if he looked down, the things would be as blue as the damn sky on one of those cloudless days. His dick was so hard it was beyond pain. His entire body felt like it was vibrating.
Finally, finally, they reached the bathroom. Teela stuck out a hand and fumbled for the light. He didn’t bother to set her down as he stepped into the small stand up shower. She giggled as he turned the taps on, but then shrieked as they were blasted with a stream of icy cold water.
“The hot!” She screamed. “Turn the hot on!”
“I’m trying!” His hands worked the taps, blindly, dousing them with an even stronger stream of frigid water.
Teela screamed and went rigid against him, trying to avoid the spray. Finally, he turned her enough to get her back onto the slippery plastic so that he could see what the heck he was doing. He spotted the hot tap and cranked it and the water immediately warmed.
“You have a good water heater,” he panted, when he caught his breath. Because that’s a super sexy thing to say.
Teela blinked up at him through starry, wet lashes. She giggled. “Yeah. I guess I do.”
Ross eased her down, but the second her feet hit the shower bottom, he was working the sodden fabric of her dress off her. He practically tore at the thing, but it was drenched and heavy and clung her to her curves like a second skin. She laughed as she helped him and finally the fabric pooled around her feet. She kicked it away, out of the shower, which was currently raining onto the bathroom floor since he hadn’t shut the door.
He turned and gripped the glass and heaved it shut with a bang that probably woke up half the condo block. He winced, but then he turned around and… and just wow.
Teela fully naked…
He’d been waiting his whole life for that minute when he finally figured out what was supposed to give it meaning. What he was supposed to be doing. He’d spent so many years trying to make the stores a reality, trying to get the app to work, blah, blah, blah, and none of it meant a single damn thing when he was standing next to Teela.
She was what he was supposed to be doing.
And not just like that, though his dick had other ideas.
He’d known her for all of three seconds. She was barely a blip on the radar of his life, but he knew she was going to be so much more than that. And not just because she was carrying his child.
It would have been scary as hell if he’d allowed himself to think about it, that sense of utter rightness, so he shut his brain off and concentrated instead on finally, finally finishing what they’d started.
“Are you just going to stare at me, or are you actually going to do something?”
“I’d rather just stare at you,” Ross admitted. “You’re perfect.”
“I am not,” Teela scoffed. Her cheeks reddened and it was more than just the hot water.
“You are.” Ross reached out and cupped one of her perfect breasts. “These. These are prefect.” He ran his thumb and index finger over her straining, dusky nipple. “This is perfect.” He let his hand wander down, over the curve of her hip to her flat stomach. “This- this is a crazy miracle that is going to bring everyone so much joy.” He didn’t stop, even when she inhaled sharply. “And this…” he slid his fingers down the folds of her perfect pussy, which were already soaked and not just because they were in the shower. “This is the most perfect part of it all.”